My Ghost Story Began in the Livingroom…

I watched an episode of “My Ghost Story” last night, and it got me thinking. Most of the stories presented were along the same vein: an old hotel, house, shop is rumored to be haunted, and the guests who visit report odd findings such as unexplained noises, objects that are suddenly found in places other than where they were last left, etc.

As usual, this type of things makes me wonder: why is the go-to-response in these cases usually “It must be a ghost!” and not, “Hmmmm, this is interesting. Let’s look into this further and see what we find”? Some of the people on this particular episode of “Ghost Story” were owners and proprietors of historical landmarks; obviously, it’s in their best interest to go on national television and push ghost story rumors to drum up business.  On the other hand, some of the Ghost Story guests were ordinary people who appeared to have no vested interest in whether or not the ghost stories were true. I wonder, do they get some sort of pleasure in saying things like, “There’s such a strong presence here,” or “I used to be skeptical, but now I KNOW what i saw was really a ghost”? What makes a person think, when he/she walks into the bedroom to find that a pen has rolled of the dresser, that the most likely explanation must be that a ghost moved it?

As we watched, I turned to my husband and said, “You know, given the criteria, OUR house could be haunted.”  Before we bought our house about a year and a half ago, it was owned by an elderly woman who purchased it with her husband back when THEY were first married. She and her husband lived in the house for the rest of their lives. I do not know whether either actually died in the house, but I wouldn’t be surprised if that was the case. Now that we live here, I often have neighbors tell me of the elderly woman’s determination to stay in the house right up until the end. Is it possible that she wanted to stay even after the end?

Just this morning, with “My Ghost Story” still on my mind, I went down to the kitchen to feed my cat. As I crossed through the living room, everything there seemed in order.  I went upstairs, then returned to the living room about 30 minutes later. This time, I stopped in my tracks.

In order to set the scene a little, let me explain that our living room has hard wood floors. We have a large area rug there; usually it–like most rugs–lies flat on the ground.  Today, however, I noticed immediately that a good four to five inches of the rug had been lifted up and rolled backward, as though someone had intentionally left it that way. How could that be? I hadn’t done it, and there were no other people in the house with me at the time.

I thought of “My Ghost Story.” Was it possible that the elderly woman who once owned our house is living here still? Was she attempting to make contact with me? Was she trying to tell me that she didn’t care for the way we’ve decorated?

Is the rolled-back rug proof of a ghost? It’s possible, I suppose. Anything’s possible.

But the conspicuously-place blue cat toy at the edge of the rug indicates otherwise.

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